Less is More


[et_pb_section admin_label="section"] [et_pb_row admin_label="row"] [et_pb_column type="4_4"] [et_pb_text admin_label="Text"] I found myself feeling worn out a few days ago. Spent. Maybe even a bit confused. It seems as if I’ve been traveling on a feel-good adventure of messages from my intuition and from the universe for a while now. You know those periods where things keep falling into place like a puzzle that only needs a handful of pieces to be completed. As “good” as things were, I could tell that my energy was low. I tried to focus on my intention, but still ...it felt like I was missing something.

Until I started writing in my journal.

Part of my “spent-ness” was because I’d been reflecting on my progress as a yoga teacher. My strengths are my calming and grounded voice and my ability to meaningfully integrate themes and intentions into a practice. But my area of growth is the efficiency of time of language. I was struggling to balance "being me" and the structure of a time-bound class. And I was frustrated.

So I wrote….“I talk too much. I’m wordy. And yet, it is through those messages that I feel like my voice and personality shine. But there is truth to the idea of less is more. Ease. Not trying so hard.”

Less is more.

Oh yes. And once I’d written it...suddenly the message appeared everywhere. In magazines. In books. The scribbles in my journal looked less messy. “Authentic. Organic. Not forced.”

Be “Mindful not mindless.” --Baron Baptiste

Even my yoga mat was talking to me. I remembered the the times that I'd muscled my way into a posture (with little success). The times that I'd compensated for a weak core by using momentum. Or leg muscles. But there were other times. Times where my breath had been my compass. Those were the practices that I'd deepened. Those were the times that I'd made progress that could be replicated.

The message was so compelling that I even shared it as a suggestion for a yoga student before starting class. He’d wanted to “fold deeper” in his practice. I offered him the idea of acceptance for his practice – without judgment.  I invited him to use his breath and body as a guide instead of forcing poses. “Less is more?” he asked.

Less is more,” I answered.

And afterward, he smiled when I asked how it went. “It worked!” he acknowledged. He'd stopped forcing poses. He followed his breath and in turn, his body responded with...deepening.

Acceptance. Contentment. Less is more. 

The more I thought about it – the more it hit me. I’m comfortable applying this principle to the parts of my life that I’m confident about. But the ones that I’m less sure of? ...Those are the ones where I am more apt to force...to push...to muscle through.

It is natural after all, to want to “try.” To want to “push.” To be the best we can be.

But what if the best we can be is exactly who we are right now? In this moment? What if we used our breath and the sensations in our body as guides to stay true to our inner “why” instead of being so focused on the “shoulds” in our minds?

Less is more.


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